my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
It wasn't safe in the Hollowed Ground right now. Amun knew that, gripped with certainty. So he'd fled, stumbling through the portal and beyond into Torchline.
Wandering there, he'd heard the footsteps chasing him. Even here he wasn't safe. So he'd made his way out to where he could corner his pursuers.
But what waited for him out on the sand dune with the little cathedral that shimmered and swirled was worse than anything he could've imagined. "You're supposed to have bat wings." A laugh bubbled out of his throat as he regarded the figure before him. "And you're too late. My soul already belongs to another."
Wandering there, he'd heard the footsteps chasing him. Even here he wasn't safe. So he'd made his way out to where he could corner his pursuers.
But what waited for him out on the sand dune with the little cathedral that shimmered and swirled was worse than anything he could've imagined. "You're supposed to have bat wings." A laugh bubbled out of his throat as he regarded the figure before him. "And you're too late. My soul already belongs to another."
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
